Entry for July 02, 2007

I cannot help but feel that the terrorists picked the wrong airport. Let's face it, if there was ever a town where passers by relish giving someone a good kicking, then it's Glasgow.
"Oh look - there's a man on fire carrying some petrol. Excellent! Let's sway in." I'm not sure that the training camps in Afghanistan can really prepare you for eighteen stone of Glaswegian bearing in on you at high speed shouting "I hate Tony Blair too, but ma plane leaves for Magaluf in 15 minutes and no fecker in a boiler suit's gonna keep me out of duty free."
It is also interesting to note, how quickly the media attention has died down. If this had been London, we'd still be in a state of mass hysteria if someone had driven a flaming jeep in the main doors of Heathrow. However, it all seems to have blown over up here. Perhaps it's becuase the whole thing doesn't feel all that different from Sauchiehall Street at 3am on a Saturday.
The whole thing makes me very proud.